"give me back……"

A suppressed, girlish moan sounded in Du En's ears.

On both sides of the quagmire cut by the holy sword, black ribbons with blood streaks were like bullets, shooting towards Duen who was standing in the open space not covered by the silt.

At the same time, Cu Chulainn, whose whole body was wrapped in black armor and looked like a wild beast, also launched an attack on Dun.

According to legend, Cu Chulainn's magic spear gáe bolg was made by his mentor Scathach from the bones of the monster Curruid from the Red Sea.

Awakening the soul of the monster residing in the magic gun, curruid's power and image are temporarily embodied through the magic gun, forming an exoskeleton wrapped around the body.

What is shown is exactly what Cu Chulainn looks like now.

Now Cu Chulainn can no longer be called a spearman. He has given up his magic spear and turned it into strength. His posture is like a beast, and he is more like a berserker than Duen.

It was midnight, and although both sides of the battle had tacitly agreed to place the duel in a remote suburb far away from the town, since the road was built, it meant that pedestrians would pass through.

Almost half an hour had passed since the fighting began, and a truck finally drove slowly through this street without any traffic police supervision.

The truck driver swore that after finishing this job, he would go back to his hometown to get married. He had had enough of this kind of fearful life.

"when!"

"when!"

"when!"

The sound of metal hitting metal rang in the truck driver's ears. At first, he thought he was hallucinating, and reached out to the steering wheel to smoke a cigarette to refresh himself.

But soon he discovered that the sound of collision not only did not disappear, but became crisper and denser.

This made him a little annoyed.

In the middle of the night, who is forging iron in a place like this where people don’t poop?

He didn't notice that the street lights on both sides of the street in front of him had been turned off. Although he had already entered the urban area, it was pitch black ahead.

His car had actually been parked in place for a long time, as if it was stuck in a swamp. No matter how much the tires turned, it could not move forward at all. Instead, it was sinking continuously.

"So hungry..."

Suddenly, the truck driver seemed to hear someone's voice. The next second, the truck driver's figure disappeared from the driver's seat.

The truck that got stuck in the quagmire felt like it had crashed into a bloody mouth, and slowly sank into the black mud, as if it had never appeared before.

Not only this truck driver who entered by mistake, but in this suburb, rats, rabbits, birds, insects...as long as they were alive, all were swallowed up under the cover of silt.

Like greedy gluttons, the monsters in the quagmire devoured all existences containing magic.

but

"not enough……"

The part of the body that was cut off by the holy sword cannot be made up by devouring the soul of such an ordinary creature. It must be the soul of the servant. Only one person is enough to be worth ten thousand people.

Once Pandora's box is opened, it is not so easy to close.

After tasting the souls of servants, the souls of ordinary people and animals are not even considered snacks after meals.

Not to mention, Duen has the soul of more than one servant, Red A, Artoria, Gilgamesh, and Duen himself.

It's like a hungry ghost seeing a Man-Han banquet, it's not surprising what he would do.

Colliding with Cu Chulainn who transformed into a disaster beast, the tachi in Du En's hand was as if it was struck by a hard alloy. With Du En's strength, the tachi in his hand was comparable to a D-level treasure in less than ten seconds.

It declared a collapse.

"when!"

The bloody claws like spear points clashed with the sword in Du En's hand, but it was Du En who fell into the disadvantage.

This is the first time that Duen has been at a disadvantage in a battle with a servant. With a strength attribute as high as A++, he can only barely compete against Cu Chulainn who is like a beast?

"projection!"

Once the sword in his hand collapsed, Du En would make a new one. No matter how confident Du En was, he would not use his own body to resist Cu Chulainn's attack.

The claws on Cu Chulainn's hands are undoubtedly the magic spear gáe bolg, which has transformed into a monster in the Red Sea. Cu Chulainn's power has surpassed the limits of ordinary servants, reaching the exceptional EX level.

"But, how long can you maintain this state?"

Being repulsed by Cu Chulainn's frantic attack, before Du En could stand firm, the black ribbons on both sides of the quagmire were overwhelmingly attacking Du En.

"whispering sound."

He raised his sword in mid-air, and the dazzling silver light poured out under the moonlit night.

As soon as his toes landed, Du En didn't stop for even half a second.

"Shutchi!"

With a roar like a beast from his mouth, Cu Chulainn's attack fell the next moment.

“aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!!!!!”

The ground hit by Cu Chulainn's claws was torn apart like tofu, and countless gravels flew everywhere like bullets.

Cu Chulainn, who has transformed into a monster, has lost his mind, but has amazing instincts like a beast.

The tail behind him, which was completely composed of bones, slapped towards his side like a whip, and Duen, holding the two swords in his hands, took a stance again.

"Fifth potential!"

Disintegrated into parts, the two swords merged into one at this moment and slashed towards Cu Chulainn's body.

"Click!"

The long tail was cut off by a sword, and the black armor covering Cu Chulainn was torn apart easily as if made of paper.

"Puff!!!"

Blood spattered everywhere, and Cú Chulainn's waist and abdomen were pierced by Duen's blow, almost cutting him in two.

After suffering such an injury, Cu Chulainn seemed to feel nothing. There was no expression on his face wrapped in armor, but Duen could feel the increasingly high emotions from him.

Just like Duen did before, he withstood Duen's attack. Cu Chulainn's claws were like a cutting machine coming at high speed, grabbing Duen's body.

"boom!!!"

It flew dozens of meters in mid-air, and then plowed a hundred-meter-long ravine on the ground. Just as he was about to fall into the quagmire on both sides, Du En stopped himself with the two broken knives in his hands.

"Gurgling..."

Blood gushes out of Du En's body like spring water. On his chest and abdomen, there are five deep claw marks that can be seen in the bone.

"it hurts."

He took a breath and directly used blood to draw a rune with healing effects on his body. With the help of the protection (the glory of torture), the five claw marks began to recover at a speed visible to the naked eye.

On the other side, Cu Chulainn, who was almost cut in half by Du En, was recovering from his injuries at an extremely fast speed.

Whether it is attack, defense, or even recovery ability, both of them are far superior to ordinary heroic spirits.

This battle is not so much a battle between people, but rather a battle between monsters.

The next second, the collision between monsters started again.

…

In the dark jungle, the assassin and the attacked are another battle.

Wearing a tattered black cloak, the hunched assassin chased Illya and the others who were fleeing at extremely fast speeds. The dagger in his hand was shot towards the three of them like bullets.

Illya, Bazett and Tohsaka Rin retreated in exactly the same direction, so much so that when the assassin attacked, all three of them were covered.

"Damn it, I don't know what happened, but your target is Illyasviel. Why did you attack me?"

Obviously I am no longer the Master.

Swallowing the last sentence into her mouth, the connection from Red A disappeared just now, which means that in this Holy Grail War, she has completely become a loser.

Anger, unwillingness, powerlessness...all kinds of emotions appeared in Tohsaka Rin's heart.

Do you want to give up like this? How can she continue to fight when she has lost her servant?

"As for Rin, as long as you dodge the next attack and run away in another direction, Assassin won't continue to pursue you."

Hearing the voice of Illya being held by Bazett, as if blood surged to his head and was carried away, Rin Tosaka shouted in a strong tone: "Why didn't you escape from another direction?

Ah, this path is obviously my choice."

"To be brave at this time, Rin is really a child."

"It's so noisy, you are obviously a child!"

"No, I am already 18 years old. You are only 17, Rin. In terms of age, I should be older."

"Varied……"

It felt like she was being squeezed again in an inexplicable place. The previous anger and unwillingness were gathering together, and Tohsaka Rin finally broke out.

"It's so noisy, isn't it just because I have a good follower? Being trapped by something like that, do you think Berserker can escape? Without a follower, what's the difference between you and me...

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To be continued...